Chapter 735: The Unlucky Lord Yan

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Zhou Yang showed his true form, King Xiaoyao didn't have anything, but Lao Chi's eyes clearly lit up.

Bai Lian was not too surprised, because he had already seen Zhou Yang's identity as a fake monk when he fought against Zhou Yang.

There was still some distance from the spiritual vein sand area. When Zhou Yang woke up from his trance, the rich spiritual energy rushed towards his face, making him feel refreshed. Every pore opened automatically and actively absorbed the spiritual energy.

Except for King Xiaoyao, all three of Zhou Yang wanted to scream comfortably.

Flying over the sandy area, they felt as if they were in a state of ecstasy, and really wanted to stay here forever.

"If I had known that this place was so wonderful, why would I have stayed in Sheri City?" Lao Chi said with emotion as this was also his first time here.

"Yeah, it's really addictive!" Zhou Yang took a deep breath and felt that his cultivation level had improved a little.

This place is different from the deserts in other places. There are patches of flowers, plants and trees everywhere, there are countless oases of all sizes, and spiritual herbs and elixirs can be found everywhere. Of course, you can’t see the older ones, as they have been picked long ago.

On every oasis in the Lingmai Sand Area, there are rows of buildings, all of which are wooden structures. Each house is simple and plain, mostly bungalows and two-story houses.

Zhou Yang discovered that it was not that there were no stones here. On the contrary, there were quite a few stones, but they were mainly gravels piled up into hills.

This is the abandoned stone of the mineral vein. The closer to the mineral vein, the more these hills of gravel become.

The cultivators they saw along the way were all imperial soldiers, and there were no outsiders at all. As the Tea King said, the huge spiritual vein sand area is now completely occupied by the empire.

The people who rule this place are one of the four elites of the empire, the Iron-Blooded Legion, commanded by King Xiaoyao.

At this time, the flying magic weapon landed in front of a two-story building. Several people had been waiting. Seeing King Xiaoyao coming out of the magic weapon, they quickly came up to greet him.

"What happened?" King Xiaoyao asked directly.

"My lord, you are back, something happened to Mine No. 29!" A middle-aged cultivator in his fifties hurriedly replied.

Zhou Yang's eyes swept over this person, and he estimated that his cultivation should be at the Golden Core Dzogchen, and the other three were at the same level as him.

"What happened?" King Xiaoyao frowned.

"Some people came to report a few days ago that underground spiritual veins in Mine No. 29 disappeared inexplicably, but it was not obvious, and one of them may not have disappeared in a few days. They thought it had moved elsewhere, and they did not pay attention to it.

However, in the past two days, the disappearances have suddenly become more frequent. Yesterday alone, six third-level spiritual veins disappeared inexplicably. Moreover, we discovered that a large number of spiritual stone layers were inexplicably missing beneath the main vein of Mine No. 29. "The middle-aged master was a little anxious.

"Have you found out the reason?" King Xiaoyao said with a cold face.

"After checking for three whole days, not only were there no results, but five more spiritual veins disappeared out of thin air under our noses! My subordinate, I am incompetent and did not find out the reason. However, I guess that at the age of twenty In the deepest part of Mine No. 9, an inexplicable creature should appear, or..."

"If you have something to say, just say it!" King Xiaoyao said impatiently.

"Perhaps it was done by a strong person." The middle-aged master sweated on his forehead.

"You can't find out the reason based on your cultivation. If it was done by a strong person, it should be someone above the divine realm?" King Xiaoyao frowned.

"Probably."

"Have you found any secret passages underground?"

"No."

"Where are the traces left by the strong ones?"

"nor."

"Let's go to Mine No. 29 right away!" King Xiaoyao didn't even enter the house, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "You two will live here first, and get familiar with the environment when you have nothing to do. General Linghu, you are responsible for their safety."

"Yes!" An old man in light armor responded respectfully.

King Xiaoyao took his people away. General Linghu first arranged for Zhou Yang and others to stay, then called a captain of thousands and a hundred light-armored soldiers to protect them, and then left.

The Iron-Blooded Legion here is different from the Dingbei City Guards. This captain is not the other captain.

The commanders of thousands in Dingbeicheng are usually at the late stage of Tianyuan, but the commander in front of him is a real master of the early stage of Jindan, and is almost the same as the chief flag officer of the Sheri City Guards.

Of course, in the Fire Empire army, ordinary commanders are usually held by fake alchemy cultivators.

The iron-blooded legion led by King Xiaoyao is the elite of the elite of the imperial army, and the captain must reach the early stage of the Golden Core.

As for the Captain of Ten Thousands, he must reach the peak of the early stage of Jindan or the middle stage of cultivation. When you reach the peak of the late Jindan period, you can be promoted to deputy general and serve as the commander of the army in a town, with 100,000 elite soldiers under your control.

For the position of general commanding an army of millions, one must reach the Golden Elixir Great Perfection.

That General Linghu was a true master of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, only one step away from being a demigod.

The captain in front of me has a surname of Yan and a famous mountain. He is General Linghu's most capable general. In the previous battle in the sand area, he had killed three masters of the same level and was awarded the title of third-class viscount. Therefore, he always calls him a lord Call yourself.

Yan Shan has a very straightforward and arrogant personality. General Linghu ordered him to protect the safety of Zhou Yang and others, so he sent Zhou Yang and Lao Chi into the small building, but blocked Bai Lian from outside, and his attitude towards them was very cold.

Bai Lian frowned. Although he was a servant, he was only Zhou Yang's servant, and he was still very arrogant in front of others.

Yan Shan ignored him and even looked at him with some hatred. Bai Lian did not flinch and glared at him.

"You foreign barbarian, how dare you stare at me, are you seeking death?" Yan Shan reprimanded menacingly, and his men also glanced over with unkind eyes.

"What's wrong with staring at you? Are you afraid of looking at me?" Although Bai Lian spoke slowly, his words were also very choked.

"Who do you think you are? I will be afraid of you!" Yan Shan was furious and opened his mouth to curse.

"Your mouth really stinks, I think you'd better wash it off before you talk!" Bai Lian also has a character that makes people angry even if they kill him.

"You are looking for death!" Yan Shan was extremely angry and the strong wind was blowing. He raised his hand and slapped him.

Bai Lian is not the one who suffers losses. Not only does he not suffer losses, but he also suffers from them. The opponent used a palm, but he directly used the magic weapon.

Yanshan's Gang Qi turned into four monsters and pounced on Bai Lian. Bai Lian instantly sacrificed the white bone. Not only did the power of his palm dissolve in an instant, but it also quickly grew into a palace of bones, covered by a huge white shadow. Yanshan, the phantoms of many evil ghosts all reached out and grabbed them.

Although Yan Shan was an early master of the Golden Elixir, his soul strength was still much lower than Zhou Yang's, and he didn't even have a Demon Suppressing Tower. After only three breaths, his expression was confused.

Not only Yan Shan, but also many of the men around him who stood up to cheer for him have become dementia, their souls being drawn away by the Bone Palace.